He rode on a cherub, and flew; he came swiftly upon the wings of the wind.
you set the beams of your chambers on the waters, you make the clouds your chariot, you ride on the wings of the wind,
Bow your heavens, O Lord, and come down; touch the mountains so that they smoke.
Give ear, O Shepherd of Israel, you who lead Joseph like a flock! You who are enthroned upon the cherubim, shine forth
The Lord is king; let the peoples tremble! He sits enthroned upon the cherubim; let the earth quake!
We have long been like those whom you do not rule, like those not called by your name.